Damn! I'm surrounded by beautiful women's ghost stories

There was still no sound, but the social account was logged out.

It seems that this time it is also a default deal.

……

Natsuki lying on the bed.

My breathing has become steady, but I can't fall asleep and my mind is still awake.

Insomnia is not caused by knowing that there is a female ghost covered in blood under your bed.

But it was because of Sadako.

I can only say that she is worthy of being Sadako, worthy of being the queen of female ghosts, and worthy of being a virus!

It's really scary.

That feeling of being completely controlled...using social media accounts to threaten me has reached the level of perfection.

But the price of customizing a new skin for the virtual anchor is not low, and he is also planning to buy a car for transportation. He can actually buy it if he grits his teeth, but he does not intend to lower his quality of life.

Suddenly, a cold arm touched my calf.

He gently opened his eyes and found that the blanket covering him was moving and bulging, and it seemed that there was a person crawling inside.

He didn't turn on the lights, and because of his unstable sleep schedule, the curtains were drawn. Only a ray of moonlight came in through the gap in the curtains, so that he wouldn't be pitch dark and unable to see anything.

But there isn’t much to see.

The other party is climbing up slowly.

To the thigh position!

Something huge and soft pressed against my legs.

"hiss--"

The real "sleep paralysis"!

Could it be that every time I fall asleep, Miss Kayako would crawl into my bed?

As a destroyer of the "bed is invincible" law, Kayako is good at crawling into the bed. As long as there is a little darkness or visual blind spot, a Kayako may crawl out at the next moment.

Xia Shu couldn't move. He could only watch the figure under the blanket slowly crawling up along his body, and it had already reached his chest!

This is too provocative for a man who has been a virgin for two lifetimes, even if you are a ghost. If I were not unable to move, I would definitely turn the tables and win this war completely!

A pale hand suddenly emerged from the gap and touched Xia Shu's face, bringing with it the terrifying aura of the curse, getting closer and closer...

"Creaky!" The bedroom door opened.

Black hair poured out from the door like a waterfall, went under the blanket, and headed straight for the figure lying on Natsuki.

There was a twisting and squirming beneath the blanket.

Natsuki only saw black hair sticking out from under the blanket, grabbing the arm that was touching her cheek and yanking it back into the blanket.

Looking down, it seemed like there were two women hiding under their blankets and tearing their hair.

A "clucking" sound was heard.

A flood of black hair of two different textures suddenly exploded from under the blanket, instantly filling the entire room.

Xia Shu was not hurt because both types of hair obviously avoided him and even deliberately protected him from getting hurt. He just felt itchy when they occasionally brushed across his cheeks.

He kept trying, staring, and finally squeezed out a sound when he regained control of his vocal cords: "Uh..."

The room immediately fell silent.

The black hair that covered the entire bedroom disappeared in an instant.

Xia Shu thought to himself, "So, they just thought I was asleep? So far, it seems that Kayako's night attacks on me are normal... Sadako should be protecting me? After they find out that I'm awake, they will calm down."

Even if Kayako has no intention of harming herself, when her body is close to hers, the curse will affect her health, making her physically tired and mentally depressed.

Sadako offered to help because she definitely didn't want to see him die too early, after all, she had just been promised benefits.

Among the Ju-Gon mother and son, the one who is currently the strongest is actually Toshio. After all, the rumors about him have spread so widely, that's why Sadako can fight Kayako on equal terms.

If Toshio gets involved, Sadako will probably be suppressed again.

Thanks to Toshio for standing by.

But think about the life I have now, completely surrounded by female ghost stories.

……

Natsuki woke up early in the morning, slowly sat up and rubbed his head.

The sunlight came in through the gap in the curtains and pulled at his eyelids to get inside.

After washing up, he sat in front of the computer. Fortunately, Sadako followed the requirement to start the broadcast in the evening, so he still had the computer to use during the day.

He first contacted an artist online to customize the skin.

"Is this really possible?" Xia Shu was not sure. Even the painter over there kept sending messages asking questions.

Sadako's request was too simple.

After Sadako nodded, Xia Shu had no choice but to reply to the artist: [Just follow your intuition.]

He looked at Sadako. If he guessed correctly, Sadako probably planned to show up in person to give inspiration to the artist, for example, by popping out from the computer screen while the artist was painting.

Let’s pray for the painter first, I hope he won’t be scared.

……

"Kojima Shio is dead."

Sanchengping didn't know why he called Natsuki and asked him to come to the Metropolitan Police Department.

It may be that the other party vowed to catch the woman with a slit mouth at that time, so after Shio Kojima's mysterious death, Mitsunarihei thought of Natsuki first.

"How did you die?"

“Drowning” San Chengping knew that what he said might be too broad, so he lowered his voice and quickly added: “In a room without water, the whole body swelled up and drowned... What do you think?”

"You trust me so much?" Xia Shu was a little surprised. He and Sanchengping had only met twice, and the first time he played the hateful villain in the other's hero saving the beauty. But since the other party said so, he must know something in his heart.

But when Natsuki thought that the other party was still in a relationship with Yukina Hataya, he felt a little uncomfortable.

"It depends on whether what you say is consistent with what I think in my heart."

Xia Shu said: "He was not killed by anyone. Of course, this may sound like nonsense to you."

He could guess what answer San Chengping wanted to get from him. It should be said that San Chengping already had the answer, but he just lacked someone to confirm his idea.

"Not a human?" Sanchengping rarely showed any surprise, but continued to ponder: "You mean, a ghost, a kappa, or something like that?"

"That's about right." Xia Shu subconsciously reached into his arms, trying to grab a cigarette, but retracted his hand after seeing the surroundings. "He disguised himself as a slit-mouthed woman and spread horror legends around that elementary school. I suspect it has something to do with his drowning, but I couldn't ask at the time, and I don't have the chance to ask now."

Natsuki shrugged one shoulder out of habit. Kayako's curse was not easy to deal with. He planned to buy some painkillers later.

"Huh, I'll pay attention. If you have any important information or data, remember to contact me."

"Inspector Mitsunari, your girlfriend is here to bring you lunch~!"

Hearing the noises of their colleagues, Mitsunarihei and Natsuki both froze.

Chapter 56: Stop Talking, Madam

Xia Shu immediately said, "Inspector Mitsunari, I have work to do, so I'll take my leave now!"

"haha okay."

Watching Xia Shu walking away with his face covered, it felt a little weird, but when that sweet voice of "A Ping~" rang out, San Chengping looked like he had swallowed three ice cubes and was frozen in place.

"Inspector Mitsunari, your girlfriend is here to bring you lunch again, you are so happy~" A female police officer came over, patted Mitsunari's arm lightly and teased him, then quickly left.

"Haha" Sanchengping recovered from his stiffness.

Yukina Hataya walked up to Mitsunarihei and placed the huge lunch box on the table: "Is that female police officer called Hui?"

Sancheng Pingxin twitched: "Xue Na, she is just a colleague. She and I don't have a good relationship at all. You..."

He turned around and found his girlfriend's smile was full of surprise: "Huh? What's wrong with you?"

"call."

Sanchengping let out a breath.

Yukina Hatani lowered her head, her long hair covering her face, and she kept mumbling, "But I have no sense of boundaries with other people's boyfriends. It feels terrible. She's obviously a bitch! Ah Ping should hate her too, why don't I just kill her?"

"What did you say?" San Chengping didn't hear clearly, but he felt that the atmosphere was a little wrong.

Yukina Hatani raised her head again with a smile on her face: "I mean, I didn't expect that you, Ping, would know that kind of bastard."

"Who?"

"The man who beat me with another woman."

"You mean... Detective Yahiro?"

Mitsunarihei felt that it was very necessary for him to make another appointment with Natsuki, perhaps he could learn from him about Yukina Hataya.

Strangely enough, Mitsunarihei's first thought was not to trust Yukina Hataya, but to listen to Natsuki's opinion first. He was so rational that even he was surprised, as if he had no love for Yukina Hataya at all.

……

In order to earn money to make a set of virtual idol skins for Sadako, Xia Shu had to travel under the scorching sun in July. Fortunately, Junxiong was squatting on the back seat of the motorcycle with a drawing board in his arms, bringing him bursts of biting coolness.

This time the work is more of an exorcism than a detective job.

It was the mother and daughter who introduced them before. Xia Shu sighed in his heart that the exorcism work was indeed spread by word of mouth, and it was important to retain customers.

"It's an apartment in a wealthy area." He looked up at the tall building and said, "I think after this, I can help Miss Sadako get a new computer."

Unlike Kayako, who likes to hide quietly on the ceiling, under the bed, sneak into the quilt at night, write in a diary, and play with cats, Sadako requires Natsuki to see her once every 24 hours. She has the potential to be a dark person, and if you don't please her, you might really be finished.

The person who contacted Xia Shu was a woman.

When the doorbell rang, a plump figure walked out, smelling of ripe peach perfume.

The visual impact is stronger than the olfactory impact.

When Xia Shu saw the married woman in a house skirt, he subconsciously looked down.

Hey! Where's my plumber's repair kit?